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Setting: Jersey City in the late 1800s
Lone woman pushes a stroller up the street.
Man leans in to give baby a kiss.
Woman: “Damnit, I know he is cute. But please keep your immigrant germs off my child.”

“Ahhh!”

“Oh God!”

Woman: “Damnit, George. Not again.”
The woman looks back to find her son gripping another man’s nose firmly with his teeth. Blood quirts in every direction. The child gnaws away with glee and squeals with delight as the man frantically tries to shake him off. The woman grabs her son by the feet and gives a little tickle before the child releases the man’s nose. The child looks at his mother, with excitement in his eyes, sharp teeth protruding from under his blood-stained upper lip. The woman presses her son’s face to her chest and quickly scurries away.

Beautiful women, exotic, you’re voluptuous with life
From all over the world – Asian, European, Latina, and some of obvious wealth
Seductive faces and eyes of all colors – brown, blue, hazel, green
With makeup to enhance arousal to lure men they encounter, with interest, and amazement of such beauty and sexual lust
Breast of all forms, large, some firm as if chiseled from stone, while others just perfect and soft
With resistible legs that are long, sleek temptatious or my favorite – stout, athletic, and dark
That make your mouth water to be able to caress
Welcome to Austin, my international vixens of South X Southwest

The war of words – papagandah
The meaning of those words – mother goose
Struggle to indemnify the costly belligerents
Mine is bigger than yours
And the band plays on
Stop the world I want to get off
Recent: the toupee vs. China’s lap dog or NK.
A mistake of subsequent demise. who’ll come on top of the roulette wheel to be seen on the market